nucmednet Chapter 27 The Storyteller Miao Buzhen
Chapter 27 The Storyteller Miao Buzhen
Nima!
what the hell!
Ding Yi sat up abruptly from the bed, only to realize that he was covered in sweat, as if he had just crawled out of the water.
Something is wrong!
Having learned from his experience in Xiaotan Village, Ding Yi immediately realized the abnormality of the dream he had just had. After all, even in his dreams, he could never imagine such a realistic scene. The moment the woman touched his face, he could even feel the temperature of her palm!
But what convinced Ding Yi even more that there was a problem was the Evergreen Technique within his body.
Just now, his internal energy seemed to have been stimulated by something, and its flow suddenly accelerated, which woke him up from that strange dream.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi dared not delay any longer. He quickly opened the package next to him in the dark and took out the oil lamp inside.
This oil lamp was brought from Xiaotan Village. Even after being enhanced, it only has half an oil left. It's unknown how much longer it can last.
Ding Yi then took out a tinderbox, blew on it a few times, and lit the oil lamp.
As the dark red flame on the lamp suddenly flickered, a series of prompts appeared before Ding Yi's eyes.
[You have refined a trace of Yin-Yang Fiend, your lifespan increases by 0.1 days...]
[You have refined a trace of Yin-Yang Fiend, your lifespan increases by 0.1 days...]
...
Upon seeing the prompt before him, Ding Yi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His eyes widened, and a throbbing pain throbbed in his temples. Even his earlier drowsiness vanished instantly.
Ding Yi had gone to great lengths to escape from Xiaotan Village, hoping to find a safe place to live a peaceful life, but he never expected that this situation would occur on the very first night!
Ding Yi stared blankly at the lamp in front of him. In the dim light, he felt like a clown, being mocked by the figures that suddenly appeared in the darkness around him.
"why why..."
Ding Yi clenched his fists tightly. All he wanted was to find a peaceful place to live, but why couldn't this simple wish be fulfilled?!
Only now did Ding Yi realize that in this world, safety was a joke, and happiness was a pipe dream. From now on, his life would likely be one of walking on thin ice...
Taking a deep breath, Ding Yi stopped dwelling on his helplessness and fear. Instead, he quickly grabbed the oil lamp, got out of bed, and went to the living room. Then, he quietly went to the window to observe the movements outside.
But to Ding Yi's surprise, there seemed to be no movement outside the window. The entire San Gu Fang was quiet, with only the bright moonlight shining into the courtyard, making it appear exceptionally tranquil.
"That's strange. Is it just targeting me?"
Ding Yi frowned slightly, a series of thoughts flashing through his mind.
However, it's not all bad news right now. At least Ding Yi comforted himself that he could use the oil lamp to refine this so-called Yin-Yang evil to gain lifespan. He just didn't know how long he could keep it a secret.
A few minutes passed, and Ding Yi, having not noticed anything further, returned to the table and sat down, gazing at the oil lamp in deep thought.
And so, Ding Yi didn't close his eyes for the entire second half of the night, and only blew out the oil lamp on the table when it was just getting light.
“This Yin-Yang Fiend is different from the Shadow Claw. It seems to be phased. It only appeared once last night and lasted for about an hour.”
"Although it has not appeared since then, the current sample information is only for one night, and it will take at least a week to verify."
Ding Yi rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling a wave of fatigue wash over him.
Although I was awakened in time from that wonderful dream last night, I still seemed to be affected a little. It's hard to imagine that if I hadn't had the Evergreen Skill protecting me, it would have been a problem if I could even get up today.
"The problem is that the lamp oil is almost gone. Once it runs out, we can only strengthen it from scratch, and the required lifespan could be astronomical."
Ding Yi looked at the oil box of the lamp again, his brows furrowing tightly.
"No matter what, let's go and find out what's going on today."
Having made up his mind, Ding Yi sat down in a chair, closed his eyes, and began to practice the Evergreen Skill. At this moment, Ding Yi felt more and more that the Evergreen Skill was of extraordinary importance, having saved him from danger several times.
After an unknown amount of time, Ding Yi slowly opened his eyes, only to suddenly hear a commotion coming from the street outside.
Ding Yi glanced at the water clock in the hall and was taken aback.
"It's already Chen Shi (7-9 AM). Do people here get up this late?"
Ding Yi was somewhat puzzled, so he got up and went to the front yard.
Pushing open the courtyard gate, Ding Yi saw a constant stream of pedestrians in front of it.
Some of them were pushing two-wheeled carts, some were carrying two baskets, and some were carrying baskets on their backs, looking as if they were going to the market.
However, Ding Yi also noticed that the faces of these people were not very good, as if they had not woken up properly. He frowned immediately, as if he had thought of something.
Just then, the gate to the house next to Ding Yi was pushed open, and a young man dressed in a blue robe with long sleeves came out.
The man looked around and immediately spotted Ding Yi standing at the courtyard gate. He smiled, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said to Ding Yi:
"This must be our new neighbor."
Ding Yi turned his head when he heard the sound and saw the man in the blue robe bowing to him. He then politely bowed back.
After greeting Ding Yi, he turned around to continue observing the pedestrians on the road. Unexpectedly, the man next to him seemed to be very familiar with him and jogged towards Ding Yi.
"Hey bro, you look unfamiliar. What were you from before?"
The man approached Ding Yi, a curious look on his face.
Ding Yi glanced at the man, feeling somewhat wary. This overly proactive approach to socializing reminded him of Old Man Wei.
However, times have changed, and Ding Yi's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he said:
"From out of state."
"They're from out of state? Unbelievable! Unbelievable!"
The man was taken aback by these words and instinctively gave a thumbs up.
"I've heard that the outer states are like hell on earth right now. Brother, you're incredibly lucky to have survived to get here!"
"Sigh, a sect like Yin Yang Palace is considered good; at least there's something to look forward to. If you were born in Hongzhou, where Baiyu Temple is located, you wouldn't even know how you died!"
The man sighed.
Upon hearing the man's words, Ding Yi raised an eyebrow and asked:
"Brother seems to know the outside world quite well?"
"Hehe, I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Miao Buzhen, and I am a storyteller from Zuixianlou!"
The man looked smug as he said this.
Upon hearing this, Ding Yi carefully examined Miao Buzhen from head to toe, and asked with some surprise:
A storyteller?
"Not bad!"
Ding Yi's eyes lit up when he saw Miao Buzhen. Although he didn't know why there was a storyteller in such a godforsaken place, he had to admit that he needed someone like that right now!
"My name is Ding Hai. I feel an instant connection with Brother Miao. Why don't you come in and have a seat? I have some things I'd like to ask you!"
Ding Yi said solemnly.
"Brother Ding, it will be a bit late. I'm heading to Zuixianlou to tell stories. If you're interested, come with me. I'll tell the manager that we'll only charge you for tea!"
Miao Buzhen quickly replied upon hearing this.
“That would be wonderful! I’ve just arrived in Qingfeng County, so I’ll take this opportunity to stroll around with Brother Miao today.”
As Ding Yi spoke, he turned around and locked the door, intending to go out with Miao Buzhen to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.